Divided
By Beth C
Summary: Shawn's thoughts while sitting in a jail cell during the Aug 7th, 2006 edition of Raw.
Feedback: Sure. If you don't give me any, how will I know what you like?
Disclaimer: Not mine, never will be. Just writing for fun. All WWE belongs to Vince McMahon. Don't sue, I'm still looking for a place to call home.
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As I sit on this dilapidated cot and look at the worn down bars of the cell that houses me I can't help but feel ashamed. I should have known better, I should have expected something like this and prepared for it.
Instead, I let them win. I let them get the upper hand. Those stupid McMahon's. They baited me and I fell for it. They teased me and allowed me to walk into the trap.
Now you are alone. I promised you that I would have your back tonight so that Umaga couldn't do to you what he did to me the previous week. I wouldn't wish that on anyone. Ok, I have to be honest, I would wish that on Vince. He deserves it and so much more.
I hope you won't be angry with me, when they finally release me, as I did try to get out of being arrested. I never meant to hit the cop. I was aiming for Shane. Hard to believe I missed him, with that big head of his.
Part of me I think is hurting still, from the week before and having to battle all alone. I know it wasn't your fault that you got carted away and I don't blame you for that. But as DX we are supposed to be unstoppable. Unbeatable. A force to be reckoned with.
Yet, our one weakness is now being exposed for all the world to see. Together, we are one. Alone, we can be hurt. I can only imagine what is going on in that ring right now – as I can't watch the show from here. Is that beast manhandling you? Is he going to give you that Samoan spike that makes you gag for hours afterwards?
I should be there right now. Keeping Shane and Vince away. I know you could beat that monster on your own. You are strong and you take a lot before you admit to pain. Still with three on one, you'll be lucky to score a pinfall. If Vince is ringside, he will assure you don't.
I have failed you and failed God tonight. Striking another out of anger is wrong. Even if it was Shane. My apologies fell on deaf ears tonight and I think this is God's way of showing me that I sinned.
I won't make the same mistake again. I won't leave you unprotected. I won't give in to my anger this way again. I have to control this above all else. A weakness can only be a weakness if it is allowed to continue. If I don't fall for their traps, we won't be separated again.
United we will stand, only divided we fall.
I will say a small prayer for you to protect you tonight. With luck your beating will not be as severe as mine was. Or the humiliation afterwards.
In the meantime there is little I can do except sit here and try to atone for my sins. Try to come to grips with what I have done. What I will do to prevent such an occurrence from ever happening again.
They could at least bring me some water. Or my gym bag so that I can change out of my ring clothes and into something more fitting to being in jail. I'll probably be kept overnight. I hope you will stop by after the show and tell me what happened. I really am sorry for my mistake.
Now I just have to wait.
And pray.
Fin